At my favorite place tonight, Hangin’ out in my jeans and geek t-shirt. Conversing with the owner himself Wondering what the girl Behind the counter thinks of me. It’s funny to me, to wonder. I don’t really care. I am how I am and not much can change that. As I stand there In my… Continue reading I do not look like his usual clientele
Tag: Chocolate
Day 4 June 4, 2009
Four o’clock in the morning and I’m awake. Starting to believe that it’s not because of the sleep schedule I was on, and starting to wonder if the steroids gave me insomnia. No real clue. Will be talking to the nurses and doctor about it later. On to more pleasant endeavors. Last night’s dinner. Jason… Continue reading Day 4 June 4, 2009
Naked Chocolate Torte
The wedge sits on the plate unadorned by distractions, such as over sweet chocolate syrup or powered sugar. Plain, dark, slightly shiny on top, sides rough where the knife separated it from the rest of the torte. The end shares the slight sheen of the top, but only a bit. The wedge teases the fork,… Continue reading Naked Chocolate Torte
Cat Stark 